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Jade Lake Saint

“Joyous Union iron...Cauldron Ring...”

Ning Fan touched the warm immortal ore and gradually calmed himself. Since he accidentally obtained this Joyous Union iron by chance, he´d naturally need to refine the Cauldron Ring in the near future.

Unfortunately, till this day he did not possess a single cauldron...

Shaking his head, Ning Fan put his thoughts on hold and placed them in the back of his mind. The Yin Yang Flame ignited from his finger but it didn´t stay on the immortal ore.

With two kinds of immortal ores fusing into one, separating them wasn't an easy task.

All living beings originated from yin and yang. Even though the Yin Yang Flame´s power was still weak, under Ning Fan´s veteran immortal emperor rank fire control, he calcined the Joyous Union iron with the Ying Yang Flame´s Black Evil Flame, and cooled off the spirit iron with Yin Yang Flame´s cold ice. The Joyous Union iron slowly turned into molten iron and the spirit iron was as cold as before.

When the Joyous Union iron was completely melted, with a flick of his sleeve, he rolled the spirit iron in his hand. At the same time, he waved his palm and touched upon the ice spirit energy of his immortal veins, releasing a freezing cold power that condensed the Joyous Union iron.

With a pat of his storage bag, he collected the Joyous Union iron, and leisurely handed the spirit iron to Mo Rushui´s hands.

The whole process didn't take more than half an hour. Ning Fan´s fire control skills that were akin to handling heavy weights as if they weighed nothing nearly caused Mo Rushui to look on with a blank expression.

The sleeve of her robe covered half of her face, and under the sleeve hid her red lips that were slightly parted, unable to believe what she had just witnessed.

Mo Rushui felt that just by observing the process of Ning Fan controlling the flames, her Dao of refinement improved by leaps and bounds.

“Young Lord is extremely talented, It´s admirable” She took the spirit iron which did not contain even the slightest demonic ore and gasped in amazement.

“With that, I´ll be troubling Goddess Mo to augment the spirit for me.” [1]

The two of them returned to the surface and headed straight to the refinement room. The whole Spirit Augmentation process lasted for a day. Ning Fan observed from the beginning to its end.

It was the first time he took an interest towards Spirit Augmentation.

Spirit Augmentation, in layman terms, was the melting of the spirit iron and extracting it´s ‘divine power´s essence’. Finally, by using a special formation pattern, one would engrave it on the treasure.

Even if one were to use the same spirit iron, as long the treasure was slightly different, the formation pattern would also differ drastically.

At first, Ning Fan wanted to use his immortal emperor´s memories to steal the Spirit Augmentation technique. However, in the end he could only give up reluctantly.

The Dao of refinement wasn't easier than the Dao of formations at all. If he wanted to rise his Spirit Augmentation technique to the standard of Mo Rushui, he would need at least a few decades.

Ning Fan didn't have that much free time to study Spirit Augmentation. If he needed to augment the spirit of something, it was better to just search for a Spirit Augmentation Master instead.

When Mo Rushui returned Separation Slayer to Ning Fan, one could see in her eyes that she was reluctant to part with it, causing Ning Fan to feel as if taking away Separation Slayer from her was a crime.

“Young Lord, you must treat this sword well...” Mo Rushui looked at Ning Fan pitifully and requested meekly.

“I will, I will...”

Ning Fan´s gaze fell onto Separation Slayer. It’s appearance didn´t change a lot, and there was still the glimmer of starlight encircling its body. But now, the edge of the sword was blazing hot. This blazing heat had a slight soul burning effect that would also increase in power as Separation Slayer advanced in rank.

Ning Fan sliced through the air multiple times and smiled in satisfaction. He opened his mouth and swallowed the starlight sword shadow into his dantian, then bid goodbye and left without further ado.

With the completion of the spirit augmentation of Separation Slayer, Ning Fan´s first Life Treasure since he initially walked the path of evil cultivation had finally taken shape.

It seems that there were only two things left to do before heading to the Sinister Sparrow Sect.

Refine the Jade Royal Dan and turn Si Wuxie into a puppet!

The Refinement room was monopolized by Old Monster, who was exploding cauldrons again and again, which made Ning Fan not have a place to refine the Jade Royal Dan. Without any other choice, he decided to first solve the matter regarding Si Wuxie.

The Si Wuxie today had his Gold Core destroyed by Ning Fan, thus his cultivation was crippled. He was imprisoned in Seven Apricot´s ice prison, under strict supervision.

The ones that were guarding the ice prison were evil cultivator ice guards. When they saw Ning Fan approaching them, they immediately showed deep respect by bowing. Such mannerisms were naturally orders from Nangong.

“Subordinate Wang Ling greets the Young Lord!”

The name of the head of the prison guards was Wang Ling. He was an evil cultivator at the tenth level of Vein Opening. In the Dao Fruit Auction, he was also responsible for maintaining the security of the auction site, so he had witnessed with his own eyes how Ning Fan intimidated a whole group of demons with his murderous aura, and thus developed a deep sense of respect towards him.

“En, I want to go to the ‘ice prison´s ninth level’ to see that person...”

The ice prison´s ninth level was at the very bottom of the prison, and those that were imprisoned there were the worst criminals-- The sect master of Heaven Separation, Si Wuxie, resided there. Ning Fan had not spread the name of this person, so other than Old Monster and the black godly armies three commanders, no one knew that the one who was imprisoned in the ice prison´s ninth level was actually the strongest monster whose name was known by all in Yue country.

“Hehe, commander Nangong ordered that Young Lord can see this person anytime you want. But Young Lord, it would be best to be more carefree. The ice prison´s ninth level is bitterly cold, and the love between a woman and man is passionate, so be wary of freezing over...”

Wang Ling winked at Ning Fan and revealed a smile that only men could decipher. Ning Fan frowned and secretly felt that Wang Ling´s words were a little wrong.What passionate love could ever exist between him and that transvestite Si Wuxie?

He shook his head and didn't let it get to him.

Ning Fan took the prison door´s key and entered the ice prison alone and went straight down to the ninth level without letting Wang Ling follow him.

The first layer of the ice prison locked up cultivators at the first level of Vein Opening. He went down directly to the eighth level that was a thousand zhang underground. Those who were below Harmonious Spirit were unable to bear with the cold qi at that place. There were only several zombies [2] tied down by chains in the few barren rooms of the eighth level. If it were a prisoner, they would have been frozen to death and left here for countless years.

The ninth level only had one room. Ning Fan opened the ice door and saw a dishevelled prisoner tied by ice chains, with his head down as if he was unconscious.

“Si Wuxie...if you were to know that there would come to be a day like this, why would you act like that before.” Ning Fan said indifferently.

“Heh, Ning Fan, did you come here to kill me? Do you dare...” Si Wuxie didn't raise his head and his feminine voice carried ridicule.

“Who exactly is your original self in the Four Heaven's immortal worlds?”

“Even if I say it, would you even recognize who he is. You are merely an insignificant ant of the lower realms...”

Without knowing the reason, the feeling that Si Wuxie gave to Ning Fan today was unusual.